Category: Personal Adventures

  • So here’s the story…part XIII

    For the better part of the spring semester of 2008 I had been setting aside the month of August as a sabbatical. Realizing working two jobs and taking a full load of graduate level classes was going to wear me down fast if I didn’t take a good long break, early on in the semester…

  • So here’s the story…part XII

    If this were a Word document (which it actually is on my laptop), we would be in the middle of page 29. Oh wait…I started the last part out like that, didn’t I? Well disregard then the first part of this part. Continue on to the start of the next paragraph. Oh what changes a…

  • So here’s the story…Part XI

    As a Word document on my computer, this story is about to enter its 28th page and its now 11th part. And just think, I don’t we’ve actually even gotten to the actual part where the magic happens yet (although we haven’t proceeded entirely chronologically). So anyway, here is part XI. We’re dissing strict chronology…

  • On late night outings and front page headlines

    Interestingly enough today, I learned from the front page of the Dallas Morning News that even the billionaires in Dallas are suffering from the recession. I never knew such a thing was possible, but apparently Dallas has the highest concentration of this species outside of the financial capitals of the world such as New York,…

  • Annoyingly Windy: Day 47

    Dallas is the new Chicago. Minus beautiful lakeside vistas, a downtown work venturing into, and a choice of two major league baseball teams, one of which has won a World Series recently. Actually, Chicago is way cooler. But that’s not saying too much mind you. But yeah, I don’t really remember it being this windy…

  • How bout a break from story-telling?

    I figure after 10 parts maybe we could take a break of sorts. Not an extended break, just you know, to try and stretch things out until the wedding? Also, I have a vague feeling (most of them are) that people might be interested in my various thought vomits about life in Dallas. And I…

  • So here’s the story…Part X

    By way of a rather awkward introduction (even grammatically), this part of the story gets rather ugly. Even grammar check squirms under the grotesqueness of my sentence constructions. But it is rather fitting for a part of the story being written on Good Friday that one can see the grace of God most evident sometimes…

  • So here’s the story…Part IX

    Not many people would be thrilled at the idea of getting up and going to work with their fiancé at 6am on Monday morning. But when your fiancé works at Panera and that means free coffee/snacks/lunch/etc and 8hours of unmolested reading time with the occasional break for kisses; I don’t know about you, but that…

  • So here’s the story…part VIII

    Sometimes you can spice up a story by breaking chronology. Since I was actually in Florida with Ali all of last week, it seems more interesting at this point to comment on that as part of the larger story of our relationship rather than continuing on with where we last left off (which if you’re…

  • So here’s the story…Part VII

    It is probably best to go ahead and get this next part of the story rolling before I ended up back in Dallas. My free time will probably be absorbed with all the assignments I have saved for April (which is altogether a different thing than procrastination). Maybe not though, but for sure this Monday…